Shake, Rattle

You shook tonight.
You shook tonight, I rattled you.
Like lips in cold air,
like eyelids holding between daylight and dream,
like a heartmuscle,
you shook tonight.

The motion in your wrist tightened and stopped
and your shoulders collapsed forward

into the arms that rattled you.

-Jerry Fagerberg

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About loyolapoets

The Greyhound Collective Poetry Revival would like to consider “mission statement” in its simplest terms. Rather than reiterate the boundaries of our task, we simply express our aim: to become a mission – a party of individuals sent out into the world with a message meant to unveil a uniting principle of truth. We define this message as “poetry.” We promote poetry as a viable and vivid art form, alive and accessible. Freed from its ivory tower, our poetry will breathe life into an ailing form while fostering an artful relationship with the greater community. We assert ourselves under the following mantra: “your mouth is a sign of how sacred your life actually is.” As a collective, we write to be sanctified. View all posts by loyolapoets

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